We sat at the table next to the window. Every so often, a little drop of rain would fall on the window. The car lights flashed through the window and I would look out to see the puddles of rain ripple because of the car tires. I ordered a bowl of soup and some crackers and Blake ordered the same thing. I sipped my water and looked at my reflection in the glass of the window.

"You know, you look stunning tonight."

I looked back at Blake to see he was smiling warmly.

"Thank you. You don't look all that bad yourself."

I smiled back at him with the same smile. I looked back out the window to see a girl walking up to the door in mega tall heels and and a really short dress. I couldn't tell who it was, but I knew the sound of the heels sounded familiar. The girl walked in and put down her umbrella. I wasn't that astonished to see that it was Tasha, because as Blake said before, she was kind of a stalker. She had a boy on her arm, who looked quite familiar. He might have been one of the ones I pushed out of the way when I was walking though the boys locker room. Blake looked back and his jaw dropped. He looked back at me, with a infuriated countenance.

"That is my left guard on the team. He and I talked after Tasha and I broke up and he said that he would never date such and evil witch. Obviously, he didn't listen to a thing that he said."

I picked up my cup and took a drink. While I was drinking, Tasha and Mr. Left Guard talked by. Tasha took my glass and tipped it a little farther up. A majority of my water spilled all over my shirt and pants.

"Oops, sorry."

She smirked and kept walking.

"Well, I think that Aylin and Shanna may be a little upset when I get back. They worked so hard on me, trying to fix me and all."

"Wait, fixing you? Who said you needed to be fixed?"

"The mirror, most people at school, you know the majority of them."

I took my napkin and dapped the damp spots of my wardrobe.

"Well, I disagree about that with all my heart. You are a beautiful person, inside and out, no matter what other people think, because they don't define you and nor does the mirror."

I looked back at him, with my wet shirt, and I smiled while a little tear fell from my eye.

"Thanks, Blake. I have really missed your encouragement."

I finished my soup and went to the restroom. I stood in front of the mirror, looking at my reflection. I looked down at my hand, to see the heel mark still on the back of my hand. As I shook my head, Tasha walked in, smiling. I looked over and her smile fell to the floor. She walked past me and touched the scab on my hand.

"It is a shame someone did that to you. I mean you aren't the boyfriend stealer everyone thinks you are...oh wait, you are. Next time I am with Blake, and I am sure it will be soon, I will make him drop you on your ass so hard that your tailbone will break."

"It is funny you think that he will actually listen to you, I mean you did probably roofied him the next you stole his virginity. He was saving that for his honeymoon, and not for some skank like you to come along and steal it from him."

"One day, Blake is going to wake up and realize that you are way to ugly to be hanging out with, mostly because he is the captain of the football team and you are a lone looser who listens to depressing songs all the time. You aren't pretty, Nellie. When he kisses you, he will remember the way I kissed and he will come running back to me. He will be begging on his knees, and at first I will make his grieve, but eventually I will give in and let him come back to me. He will always love me, not the girl standing in front of me with cheap lip gloss on and hand-me-down clothes. I am on top, honey, and you can't change that."

"Keep telling yourself that, but one day you are going to become so depressed that he broke up with you, that you will come to my house and beg for my depressing music, because you aren't going to be on top anymore."

With that, I walked out of the bathroom door, past the table Blake and I were sitting at (where Blake was), and right out the door into the pouring rain. Luckily, Shanna and Aylin put waterproof everything on because otherwise I would look like a raccoon. I walked to a bus bench and sat down. I looked up, trying to see through the rain and the tears, and I saw Blake running towards me, splashing through all the puddles he could find on the way. He ran up to me and looked down at me, but I looked down. His hand grabbed my chin and pulled it up.

"What did Tasha say?"

"She said that one day you are going to wake up a realize that I am not good enough. That maybe one day you will kiss me and remember the way she kissed you and you will run back to her, leaving me alone. It may sound really stupid, but that made me feel miserable, so I just walked out."

He was still holding onto chin when the tears started coming faster. I just wanted them to stop, but there was no holding them back. He looked into my eyes and smirked. He leaned down and kissed me. He pulled away, smiling.

"Tasha..."

He paused.

"Is nothing compared to you. I just think that is the silliest thing I have ever heard, and that is saying something. You know that I love you in every way possible."

I smiled back.

"She also said that when she gets back with you, she will make you drop me on my ass so hard that my tailbone will break."

"Well, just letting you know, that whenever you fall, I will always be there to catch you. Maybe not the occasional slip and fall every once in a while, but the big ones, okay?"

I grabbed my hand and brought me back to his car, opened the door, and waved me in. Before I ducked and got into the car, I forgot I didn't hug him. I stood up straight and threw my arms around him. I whispered in his ear,

"I love you too."

(Authors note: Please review! Sorry I haven't updated for a couple days, been busy. I just wanted to say that I am super excited to see Blake on Glee! #TeamBlake 3.)